Healing System

So? How do you feel fighting someone who is a tier higher than you?

'Honestly? Not as hard as I expected it to be' Michael answered truthfully while lying down on the last step of the arena.

The fight might have been harder had the matchup been a bit different, since in this case, Michael completely countered his opponent.

He even had a buff where his stats slightly rise when he faces an opponent a tier higher than him.

At least you know. Don't let this little win get to your head.. anyways, go back to check up on him, the illusion should have been dispelled by now.

Michael nodded and stood back up, walking back to the man he had just killed and much to his surprise, he no longer looked identical to him.

Instead, he looked plain, way too plain, it was one of those people with not memorable appearances.

It did not look like he had any remarkable features either as Michael spent a few minutes inspecting him.

'Maybe on the arms..?' He thought as he turned to one of the severed arms in the distance and walked up to it, picking it up.

And once again, nothing out of the ordinary besides a pale white dot which he did not pay much attention to, it might have been some kind of birthmark.

But just as he was thinking that, the system's voice resounded and it seemed to hold some hint of urgency.

It's the symbol of hell.

'Hell? What do you mean?' He asked in a confused manner, after all, what does a supposed Archangel have to do with hell?

There are a few types of people that come from hell, some who came out willingly, and those who were sent out for a purpose, effectively possessing the soul of another being, that white dot right there is the indicator of possession.

Michael stared at the dot and rotated the arm around, checking for any other irregularities, however, there were none.

'Are you sure?'

I am 100% sure, as for what their purpose is with you, I don't exactly know, after all, from the memories I can recall of your interactions with hell, not a single one of them is positive.

'Huh.. what a shitfest, I have to deal with fanatics and now even with the being of hell, my life sure is eventful huh..' Michael chuckled at the situation, it seemed like he would not catch a break anytime soon.

And in that same matter another ominous feeling arose, followed by a question 'So did I kill him or only the body?'

Only the body, sadly, your attacks are not able to damage souls yet.

'So I can expect him to report everything that has happened to the people who sent him over?'

Exactly. But look on the bright side, you have a motive for growing stronger much faster, since if you fall behind, you will be killed.

Michael rolled his eyes and threw the man's arm back onto the ground, he had gained all the information he needed.

The daggers were thrown by the side and Michael decided to walk up to them and pick them up, they seemed to be of pretty decent quality.

And much to his surprise, the modifiers appeared upon picking the two daggers up.

Scarlet Surge [Uncommon]

# Attacks using this dagger cause the opponent's blood to clot and slightly inhibit mana flow.

# Able to create a predictive field around yourself, assisting you in blocking attacks.

Michael stared at it with widened eyes, the options were certainly very good, however, one thing confused him.

'What's with the quality? Uncommon for something like this?'

After you acquired a mana core, the system went through a full recalibration, item rarity did as well, the previous sniper you had would not even fall into the common category, it would be considered trash instead.

'Huh.. Interesting' Michael picked up both of the daggers and swung them around, he had learned some techniques back in the military, but he was not the biggest fan of dagger fighting.

He was thinking of giving it to one of his classmates or maybe even Astraea.

However, he doubted that she would accept, after all, she fights just like him, using her own mana to create all sorts of different offensive spells.

Maybe give it to Kevin in exchange for some information relating to hell? He did mention fighting one of their princes after all.

'That's a pretty good idea' Michael agreed instantly and hung the daggers on his waist before looking all around himself.

The darkness had disappeared, replaced with a big empty room.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

He expected to see the pillars but it seemed like they had disappeared as well, it might have just been one big illusion.

And he could finally see the wall that giant was talking about, odd colored was definitely accurate.

It had different shades of the same color blue as well as yellow and other kinds of colors, it did not make much sense to him.

The system was not saying anything either, he assumed it did not know anything as well.

'Is there anything more I can gain from this room?' He asked the system as he took a look at his status once again.

The fight against that man made his progress rise by another 2%, bringing it up to a total of 94%, he was nearly there.

No, the dense mana dispersed shortly after you killed the man, now it's nothing but a simple training room, however, that does not mean you can't gain some progress, after all, the cold is perfect.

'Sure..' Michael sat down and made himself comfortable, after all, since there would not be any more dangerous situations happening, the system would not be holding back in the slightest.

Ready?

He nodded at the system's words and in the next moment, he felt his eyes freezing up and shortly after, he lost his vision.

'Isn't this much colder than last time?' He asked with a frown as he could feel his whole body stiffening up, he was slowly losing control of it.

It's fine, you still have a decent amount of mana left, remember, I'll heal you.

'...Fine'

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3 days later.

"Huuu...' Michael let out a cold breath, all this time, he had only focused on absorbing the mana and nothing else.

That's why, his progress shot up to 99%, he felt like only a small nudge was left until he finally reached 100%.

Just keep doing what you were doing and soon enough, you will reach it. Your speed is already faster than most of your past selves, some took years to even reach half, whereas you took what, almost two weeks?

'I suppose' Michael chuckled and stood up, using mana to remake his clothing as the previous pair turned into icicles, it seemed like even mana was able to get frozen.

'So that's it then?' He asked for confirmation as he began walking towards the wall in the distance.

That's it, time for you to go back to your own world.

He nodded and placed his hand on the wall, injecting a bit of mana into it.

Immediately, the ground shook as the massive door from earlier opened, he tried opening it during the few days he spent training, however, he was not able to.

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It seemed like the wall in front of him was some sort of key.

Michael walked out of the room and noticed the other giants acting the same, it appeared that Fafnir had not done anything drastic.

He went back to the very peak and noticed the surroundings which were a tad bit twisted, almost as if a fight had broken out.

However, upon closer look, he realized that the marks resembled those that Astraea usually made, ones that were sharp and precise.

As he arrived right in front of the house, he felt a surge of mana from inside, it seemed much stronger than the man's he had faced earlier.

And the moment he opened the door, quite an interesting sight greeted him.

"Astraea..?"